Su Muyao's fingers moved, and the Bone Piercing Nails in her hand shot out instantly, the sound of breaking through the air as thin as thread, yet precisely aimed at those cloaked figures.
The speed was extremely fast, the sound almost imperceptible.
The masked attackers were about to kill, sensing something, their ears twitched, and they swiftly swung their knives to block the weapons. Meanwhile, ignoring the intended assassination, they had to first defend against these hidden weapons.
However, the dark force infused in the hidden weapons was strong, and only when they truly blocked them did they feel their arms were numbed by the impact.
Some people's blades were even fractured by the strike.
The eyes exposed from the masks trembled, their pupils widened intensely.
"Who are you?"
"How could there be someone like this in such a lowly place?"
This individual's skills surpassed their imagination.
